"Xiao Luo, this kid Su Jue is really good. He is much more sensible than his younger brother Su Ling. Why don't you become my daughter's husband in the future?"
Ling Luo burst into laughter and joked: "It's not yet certain whether the baby in your belly is a son or a daughter. What if it is a son and the baby is determined to be married? Wouldn't it be funny?"
"It won't be a son, it must be a daughter." Ye Ling said with a confident face and a firm voice, "I have a hunch that it is 200% a girl. I have already thought of a name. It will be called Yunxi, Emperor Yunxi.
"
"What a beautiful name, very sunny." Ling Luo couldn't help but admired.
The corner of Ye Ling's lips slightly raised, and he said: "I remember that before Jue He and Qian Cheng died together, I asked you for a baby bride, to marry Xun'er to one of Su Ling and Su Jue. You agreed to Jue He,
Aren’t you going to promise me yet?”
Looking at Ye Ling's sincere eyes, Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat and she really couldn't say no.
"The matter of Xun'er is really beyond my control." When she mentioned Xun'er, Ling Luo couldn't help but feel worried again. She sighed softly and said, "I watched that child grow up. He is almost half of me."
She has a daughter. Even though she has a good relationship with Su Ling and Su Jue, what she really likes in her heart is Xiao Jie."
"Yes, even an outsider like me can see Xun'er's friendship for Xiao Jie." Ye Ling nodded and said, "I'm afraid Jue He's last wish will not come true."
Ling Luo's eyes darkened and he said: "Jue He died for me and my two sons. He wanted me to be united with his descendants. If I can't satisfy him even with this last wish, I will sleep with guilt."
I can’t sleep.”
Ye Ling was open-minded and said, "Children will grow up eventually. You can't force the matter of love. Let them solve the problems of the next generation by themselves."
Di Wuchen sat down next to Ye Ling, stretched out a big hand, and gently wrapped his wife's small hand, with a slight smile on his lips, and said: "Juehe pulled Qiancheng's forbidden magic from the demon world,
It’s not necessarily true that Jue He’s soul will be trapped to death, but there is still a one-in-a-thousand chance of survival.”
Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Di Wuchen and asked, "You mean, Jue He is probably still alive?"
Her heart beat like a drum and her blood flow accelerated.
The scene of Jue He dying heroically for her would always echo in her dreams every night, becoming her biggest regret in this life.
"I'm not sure about this." Di Wuchen's green eyes flashed slightly and he said, "In the past, Di Jiang destroyed his heart, and the possibility of surviving was only one in a thousand. In the end, after many twists and turns, he was not saved by you, madam.
Already?"
"It's really a surprise that Di Jiang's remnant soul can be stabilized."
With that said, Ling Luo took out the jade flute soul weapon from the Eight Division Pagoda, handed it to Di Wuchen, and said, "You used to be the two most important generals under the Lord God, the Fox of Qingqiu and Langxie.
Zhilin's reputation has spread to all walks of life. The relationship between you two should be pretty good."
"Well, Di Jiang and I are good friends." Di Wuchen nodded, took the jade flute soul weapon from Ling Luo's hand, and said with a faint smile on his lips,
"Mrs. Xuanyuan, can you lend this jade flute soul weapon to Wuchen for seven days? Wuchen can use Qingqiu's technique to help Dijiang find the remaining souls floating in all realms, help her soul to be perfect, and reunite with her husband and daughter as soon as possible."